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Personal trainer at a boutique gym in Mapo-gu, certified in corrective exercise, currently studying for my NSCA-CSCS because apparently two certifications weren't enough 😅 I spend my mornings fixing other people's squat form and my evenings trying to fix my own sleep schedule. Work in progress. Honest things about me: I will absolutely judge your posture the first time I see you (occupational hazard, sorry), I stress-read nutrition research at midnight, and I have watched every season of Running Man and I will not apologize for it. Off-duty I'm a different person — I make really good jjajangmyeon from scratch, I drag whoever will come with me to random neighborhood cafés that opened three weeks ago, and I'm trying to learn how to do absolutely nothing on Sundays without feeling guilty about it. Still figuring that one out. If you think rest days are for the weak, we're probably not compatible. If you think they're sacred, let's talk. What's one thing you're currently overcomplicating?

Veterinarian, which means I have held a rabbit through a seizure and also explained to a grown man that his goldfish was, in fact, already dead when he brought it in. Both required a certain diplomacy. I live in Strasbourg — close enough to Germany that I have opinions about bread, far enough from Paris that I don't feel the need to perform ambition. I read more than I sleep, which my body has started to resent. Currently rotating between a secondhand copy of Sebald's Austerlitz and whatever badly-reviewed thriller I downloaded at midnight and will never admit to finishing. I make a good baeckeoffe. I will not tell you what I put in it on the first date. I have a cat named after a philosopher who would have hated cats. She is indifferent to the irony. I am looking for someone who has a considered opinion about something — anything, really. A film, a wine, whether rivers have a sound that changes by season. I find certainty less interesting than curiosity. What are you reading?

Studying classical violin at ESMUC but don't let that fool you — last Saturday I ended up at a techno warehouse in Poblenou at 6am holding a stranger's dog because its owner was DJing. I genuinely don't know how these things happen to me. I'm the person who will suggest getting churros at 2am and then somehow convince you to walk to the beach after. I cook one thing incredibly well (my iaia's fideuà, non-negotiable) and everything else catastrophically. Big on: long dinners that turn into long nights, arguing about whether Ravel is underrated (he is), spontaneous road trips to nowhere specific, and people who have actual opinions. Not big on: plans that stay plans. If you say 'we should do that sometime' and mean never, we're not going to get along. I respond to messages in bursts — silence for two hours then five in a row, sorry in advance. Ask me about the time I accidentally played a wedding in the wrong village.

Co-founder of a very small, very chaotic B2B SaaS thing we're building in Incheon — the kind where 'we' is currently two people and a shared Google Drive 😅 A few years ago I would never have put myself on an app like this. I was the type to write the message, screenshot it, send it to my group chat, receive fifteen opinions, and then not send it. Progress. I make really good doenjang jjigae. Not my mom's level, but she says it's close and she is not a woman who gives compliments easily. On weekends I'm either doing a long solo walk along Incheon's waterfront with a podcast or completely immobile under a sheet mask watching survival reality shows I refuse to name here. Both are self-care. I notice things — the way a room is arranged, whether someone tips generously, if your bookshelf is organized by color or by genre (I have feelings about this). If you want to talk about the worst pitch deck you've ever seen or recommend me a podcast that isn't just two men explaining things: say hi 👋

HR coordinator by day, which means I spend 8 hours talking people through their feelings and then come home and need someone to talk ME through mine — fair trade, right? 😅 I grew up in São Paulo but my soul was clearly born somewhere with a beach and no Monday mornings. I drive 90 minutes to Guarujá on random Saturdays just to reset my nervous system. It works every time. Current hobbies include: perfecting my avó's esfiha recipe (the cheese ones, not the meat, this is non-negotiable), tracking every F1 race with a level of intensity that surprises people who just met me, and doing reformer Pilates four times a week while telling myself it's for my back and not my anxiety. I will warn you in advance: I apologize for texting too much and then disappear for six hours because I forgot to eat. I've been told I'm 'a lot' and I'm actively working on receiving that as a compliment. If you have a strong opinion about where to get the best pastel in São Paulo, we already have something to argue about. Message me. 🧡

Financial analyst by week, completely different person by Friday 6pm 📊➡️🧃 I grew up in Busan so I take seafood extremely seriously — if you tell me you don't eat raw fish I will mourn you a little. Last weekend I drove four hours to a tiny mountain town because someone on Instagram posted a photo of a persimmon tree in full color and I needed to see it in person. The week before that I signed up for a solo night kayaking tour because the website said 'mild experience required' and I misread it as optional. I have a 10-step skincare routine and I do it every night without exception, including that one time I got home at 3am from a jjimjilbang crawl with my work friends. I read financial reports for fun (not a bit, genuinely). I also watch every single season of whatever survival reality show is trending and I will not be discussing this further. Looking for someone who makes plans and actually keeps them — or at least texts me when they're going to bail. That's the bar. It's not high but apparently it is. Ask me about the persimmon tree. 🍂

Product manager by day, which means I spend most of my life asking 'but what does the user actually need?' and then watching people ignore me in standups. I'm from Recife — not São Paulo, not Rio, yes there's a difference, yes I will explain it to you with hand gestures and probably a map drawn on a napkin. I make tapioca from scratch on Sunday mornings and it genuinely embarrasses me how proud I am of this. I know every skippable part of every Netflix true crime documentary but I will never admit how much of The Masked Singer I've also watched. I'm the person who texts 'you okay?' before you've told anyone something is wrong. Sometimes this is sweet, sometimes it's a lot — I'm working on the dial. Looking for someone who has opinions about things. Doesn't have to be the same opinions as me. Actually, different is better. Tell me something you changed your mind about recently and I'm already interested. Also: if you don't like the beach we are going to have a very fundamental disagreement about the purpose of life.

A bookseller by day and a compulsive reader the rest of the time — incapable of finishing one book without starting three more. She's kept every cinema ticket since she was fifteen in a shoebox and insists it's archiving.